Slowly the pale hands were not the only thing I could see. I felt like I was watching a sun rise as I saw that black cowboy hat and then confirmed that it was my weird vampire cowboy that was Pitch Black. I was overjoyed. I was finally not going to be alone. Pitch wouldn't leave me. He'd help me find a way out of here, so I wouldn't be stuck at my death site anymore.

"PITCH!" I shouted but he didn't acknowledge me. He probably couldn't hear me. They were at least 200 yards from my position. There were plenty of trees and things in the way. Plus they were upwind from the breeze so it probably had gotten lost. I really wanted to run and hug him. Though he was the boogeyman the thing that children fear so much I couldn't help but love him.

Just last week I had learned that I could spend the rest of my life with Pitch. Well the rest of my life as a Spirit. I was still going to be dead by human standards, but I was going to be alive by Spirit standards and Guardian standards. I was more like the Guardians since I was 'good' but I was going to stay around Pitch so I would cancel out his 'bad' from time to time. It was hard to explain really. The Man on the Moon talked to be during the full moon last week. He tried explaining things to me. We talked all night. It was actually really nice to talk to someone for the first time in a long time and have them talk back to you.

The Man on the Moon, was a wise and nice old fellow. He'd been around for such a long time. He knew just about anything that happened on Earth. Once way back, like way way back, The Man on the Moon and Pitch had been friends, best friends, actually. Then Pitch went all evil and became the boogeyman and wanted to ruin all things that children like. That's when The Guardians came to be. I could be a Guardian, but right now I was a spirit. The Spirit of Courage, the thing that makes you does incredibly brave and stupid things even though you are scared out of your mind. That's me, I make you do that, and I apologize in advance.

I was immortal now. I could spend the rest of my existence with Pitch, if he would have me. If he wouldn't well I would just follow him anyway. I knew where he lived now. I knew where to find him, if I could leave this place. I would be more determined to leave this area if I knew that Pitch still wanted me. I loved him and I would never let that go. It was the one thing that had kept me going the one thing that had kept me from going completely insane. The fact that I knew somehow deep inside that Pitch would come for me and we would live our happily ever after. I deserved that. I was the girl Disney made movies of. I was the girl with a dead mother that found the love of her life. I was destined to get my happily ever after and soon it would come true.

"PITCH!" I shouted again they were closer now but he still couldn't hear me. I was getting ready for them to be within my distance. I wanted nothing more than to be with them. Pitch would have to teach me how to be visible to people. There were quite a few people that I wanted to say goodbye to. "PITCH!" I waved hoping to catch his eye. It wasn't working though, that stupid hat of his must be in the way. I would steal that hat when I reach him, but not before I scolded him for not seeing me sooner.

An entire month, I'd been here and he hadn't known where I was. I noticed something move on Pitch's hat. It was my mini-mare! He had brought my mini-nightmare with him. I couldn't wait to see my baby again! I was even more excited now if that was even possible.

"WALK FASTER!" I shouted mostly to get some of this excitement out. I really wanted to just go and hug and kiss Pitch until I couldn't anymore. My heart had broken the day I found out that I couldn't leave this place and search for him. I had wanted nothing more than to tell him I was sorry. I was sorry and I loved him so much. "FRANK! BETH!" I shouted at them too I was excited when anyone visited this place really. It didn't matter if they were here for me or here for someone else. I was just glad to have some type of contact.

"Almost come on." I talked to myself. They were getting closer. There was a big pine tree that was my marker for the distance I could go. I was going to run for it. I was going to run right into Pitch's arms. I was nearly ready to go. I wasn't sure if I could actually run the distance, but I was sure going to try. I didn't have anything to lose. If anything Pitch would be the one laughing at me. I dreamed of hearing that laugh again. Soon real soon he and the other two were going to make it too my mark and I would finally be able to hold him again.

"I'm getting to be sentimental." I told myself. "I guess that's what being alone does to you." I had thought that I was slowly going insane. When all you have is your own thoughts all the time, you get lonely. I just wanted someone to talk to or at least something that could hear me. "PITCH!" I tried one last time and he still didn't hear me. I could see that Beth, Frank, and he were talking. That must have been it. He wasn't listening for my voice or was paying attention to the conversation that's why he wasn't hearing me.

"Come on! Come on!" I readied myself. "Just a few more feet" then they would be in the position. I would be able to get Pitch. I would be able to feel him for the first time in a month, which had felt like forever.

As if the universe knew my limit and told it to them. Beth, Frank, and Pitch stopped at the pine tree. I sprinted with all my energy. I could practically see the future that I could have with Pitch. We could live in his cave temple thing and make it a home. I could see freakishly pale vampire children…Pitch and I had never talked about kids. It didn't matter though. I was so close to him and getting closer by the second. We would talk about all this later. The group was walking towards me. I was sprinting full speed at them. Beth and Frank would have no clue what happened to Pitch. I was going to be amazing. I was almost there.

Ten feet and I was almost there.

Five feet only a few more steps and I would see him. "Pitch." I whispered more to myself than anything else I spread my arms ready to jump into his arms and hug him to death.

Three feet and I could see every little detail on his face just like I could back when we were together. I remembered our first kiss and everything. He was just as handsome as ever.

"What the hell?" I said as I went through the man I love like I was a ghost.

A/N: Don't kill me.